You don’t chase the parade anymore. You’re an old king from some vanished country. You’re harder to programme. You’re not rushing to become anything, and you’re not haunted by the things that you did. You’re haunted by how little of it really mattered in the way you thought it would.*
Bob Dylan
it is the old people who are the bones of the entire healing and spiritual structure everywhere on the face of the earth**
Clarissa Pinkola Estés
In myths
the old people
are where the wildness is
found, being steeped
in the mysteries
they show me
the way.
People today … increasingly struggle with meaning because they have been deskilled in the deepest mysteries of life – mysteries that are deeply human because they could never even register with any other species.^
*Quoted in Austin Kleon’s blog: The air is getting hotter;
**Clarissa Pinkola Estés’ Women Who Run With The Wolves;
^Arthur Brooks’ The Meaning Of Your Life.
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